I Listen to Lovin Spoonful Every Time I Write in Here

Today my mom, Natey, and I went to The Christmas Tree Shop to buy Christmas presents. I bought my boss a porcelain portable coffee cup, and my mom a big candle holder and candle. I always take a long time to shop and Nate gets bored. He did something secretive today while we were there, though, and I'm very curious about it.

Nate and I were going to drive to UMASSD today to pick up my camera charger that he left in his room. I texted his roommate Taylor about when he could coordinate letting us into the room (since Nate gave back his key for break) and he was really nice and polite. I was a little surprised, but then I realized that I am always very friendly to him, too, the same way I was to Nate's roommate DJ last year. So then I started wondering why I am so friendly toward Nate's roommates, and I realized that it is at least partly an attempt to make them like Nate more, for dating a nice girl. It doesn't seem to be working though. I told Nate about how nice Taylor was to me and he said it's because he is flirting with me, because Taylor often acts like he thinks Nate isn't nice enough to me and if I were his girlfriend, he would treat me so much better, and also because Taylor likes flirting with all girls, regardless of whether or not he's interested in them. I sort of thought this before Nate said so. While I was waking up this morning, I looked at the cabinet in my dresser and the camera charger was there, so we didn't go.

I am working tomorrow and I am very excited about giving people their Christmas presents!

You got women, you got women on your mind

So I'm still working on starting that 365 project.

Impulse

I am going to start a 365 photo project today. I have been watching Lauren Lemon's and I just realized I can do it too. This is the sort of thing I am terrible at (commitment), but we'll see. I'm going to go take a picture.

I took some, but I want to start with a lot of color and today is very gray.

dating nate dogg nowadays... its ok.... life has been better.... alot better knaw meen???

Who drove the red sports car?

What do I and don't I write about for my Writing Autobiographies class? Should I talk about a bunch of weird personal stuff? I think the only person that reads it is the professor, but that's still kind of weird. Do I keep secrets more than everyone else, or do other people feel weird about this? I already used the word weird three times: I'm done!

And babe, don't you know it's a pity? The days can't be like the nights in the summer, in the city.

A few weeks ago I went to a house show at one of the coolest and hippest places in the Boston area. I was kind of disappointed by the amount that I fit in, at least based on how I looked. I had a shaved head and a dress with a big skirt. Justin says there's nothing wrong with fitting into a group/stereotype, but it bugs me. Maybe it's because I don't like the idea of being a part of a group that doesn't have a productive cause. But maybe hipsters do have a cause.

Potential humanitarian causes:
(Note: this is not to mock of hipsters; I'm serious)
-To build community through music
-To appreciate the "little things"
-To promote vegetarianism (to save the environment, prevent animal cruelty, etc.)
-To stop global warming
-To promote the use of bikes (to save the environment, promote a healthy lifestyle, prevent traffic, etc.)

I don't know what else. But I guess there are plenty of things that most hipsters are especially conscientious of, so maybe it is a worthwhile subculture. The thing that bugs me is some people's desire to associate themselves with a culture to boost their self esteem, but that might not be as prominent in the hipster group as I originally thought. I am done with this subject. My conclusion is that I should try to be open minded toward all people, even if they blatantly associate themselves with a culture/subculture.

Play it cool, and saran wrap all you can.

Here's the deal: I got a bunch of free teacups today. I was going to go to the steam room at the Y with the Dogg, but we might go to ENC to watch The Motorcycle Diaries with Ashley and Kurtis. I guess it's one of Ashley's favorite movies, and I haven't seen it.

Earlier I went to Bellingham with my mom and Melisky to see the consignment shop that my cousin just opened, but it was closed when we got there, so we squished our faces against the glass to see inside. On the way home is when I got the tea cups.

Tomorrow I work all day for the first time in forever and I am psyched out of my mind about it. I have been broke this summer.

The next day I get my wisdom teeth out. Also psyched out of my mind about this. Actually, I was really nervous a while ago, but recently I pretty much stopped worrying. Maybe because I went to Nate's surgery. I am excited to drink dozens of smoothies and watch all of the movies that the Beatles made, probably starting with A Hard Day's Night. I've been wanting to watch them for years, but I could never find them until I saw them recently at Video Mania. And I figure there's no better time to watch them than when I'm doped up on painkillers.

My mom is getting extremely mad at our pets. I guess Henry keeps trying to play with Abigail, who hates him. Buffy thinks that Abigail is "antagonizing him."

Nikkifreak: "It's your decision."
Natedogg: "Brotha! Stop pressuring me so much!"